Read the excerpt from Hamlet, Act I, Scene ii.[Hamlet:] Must I remember? why, she would hang on him, As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on; and yet, within a month, Let me not think on ’t: Frailty, thy name is woman!A little month; or ere those shoes were old With which she follow’d my poor father’s body, Like Niobe, all tears; why she, even she,— O God! a beast, that wants discourse of reason, Would have mourn’d longer,—married with mine uncle,My father’s brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules . . .